
E. Victoria Flynn
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Category Archives: ma
Faking It
Last Tuesday we all went over to visit Ma. We brought coloring pages and sat on the floor and looked at the tiny Christmas tree with multicolored lights and tiny angels. Ma likes angels. It’s never hard to choose a … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, it's my family anyway, ma, truth
Tagged characters, Dead Shoe Society, fiction, Lisa Rivero, novels
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Throw Me Thursday: Crush
Ma is leaving us in bit pieces, days are falling from her, names are dissolving into particles she knows she’s tasted, but can’t place. She’s both trying to hide it, and begging us to notice, hinting herself away. We’ve all … Continue reading
Posted in it's my family anyway, ma, mother, Number 9, relationships, Throw me Thursday, truth
Tagged aging parents, memory loss
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Throw me Thursday: Ma Bell
It’s Ma’s 75th birthday. She wins. It’s snowing today, only soft wisps flick down past my window as if I’m in a holiday made-for-TV movie, something on Lifetime maybe, about daughters and mothers. In this mixed-generational feel-good drama I play … Continue reading
Posted in big family, it's my family anyway, ma, mother, relationships, Throw me Thursday
Tagged aging parents, memory loss, mother writer, writing
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Somnambulant
Again I’m called back to the house in my sleep. But I’m outside and the house is still red with white shutters. It’s been painted the ugliest burnt sage for years now, even longer than years, decades. We’ve been gone … Continue reading
Posted in divorce, ma, memoir writing, memory, Project Placement, red house
Tagged change, dreams, home, Horses in my dream, P J Harvey, sleep walking, Somnambulant
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Throw me Thursday: Whiskey-Money-Doll
@karriehiggins (Karrie’s blog) took a play on words from a conversation we’d been having about an old Twilight Zone episode that still haunts me from way back, Talking Tina. Karrie said, “@EVictoriaF Keep “whiskey money doll” in mind for your … Continue reading
Posted in coffee, Dad, divorce, father, ma, mother, red house, relationships, sister, Throw me Thursday, truth
Tagged doll, Karrie Higgins, money, On Top of the World, The Carpenters, whiskey
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The Children’s Art of Illumination
I was just over at Stephanie Baffone’s blog reading about the sacredness of “refrigerator” art. Living in this house there is no choice but to agree. Just a few hours ago I came into my room with a pack of … Continue reading
Posted in adventures in childrearing, kids, ma
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Project Placement 3: The Quiet
I cannot sit with my children. I cannot stay home day in and out cleaning bathtubs and hanging clothes to dry. We become restive, smitten by the outside, romanced by adventure. It’s this part of summer, the late season quell, … Continue reading
Posted in adventures in childrearing, kids, ma, Project Placement, rebellion, road trips, Self-Reliance
Tagged garbage trucks, Governor Dodge SP, rabies, raccoons, WI State Parks
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Give me a memory of the color red, but don’t say the word "red"
Exercise #3 My mother’s favorite color plasters the bathroom walls, the floors, the shower curtain, the towels–ripest cherry screaming out at you, warning you not to bother if you have a hang-over or get easily jettisoned by boldness. Always, my … Continue reading
Posted in ma, Old Friend From Far Away, writing exercises
Tagged color red, Natalie Goldberg
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